Kid Rock - Wcsr lyrics

Kid Rock I got the s** rhymes Kid Rock I got the s** rhymes Kid Rock I got the s** rhymes All world cla** Kid Rock Mother f**er yo I ain't no f*g I f** b**hes dry I f** em on the rag Tag their toes - check em off my list Hoes get f**ed - They don't get kissed A simplistic pimp gettin much respect I'll f** your mouth and leave your a** in debt Jet set the country on your world perks Just to show you how a real pimp works Remove your shirt - show me them titties I'll drive my dick right through your twin cites Around your bends over your curves and a** Park it in your mouth till I run out of gas Snoop Dog I got the s** rhymes Snoop Dog I got the s** rhymes Snoop Dog I got the s** rhymes All world cla** It ain't nothing like black p**y on my dick Word to your mama and your sister b**h I play hoes like a mother f**ing football game I pull my dick out and you'll say it's good ya'll came Ya'll did ya'll thing - worked a n***a front to back In the Bill Clinton Presidential Cadillac We smoked a sack - the b**hes couldn't handle that Blew out my brains and left no stain I can't complain sh** it's all done with game I've f**ed so many hoes I can't remember their name But it ain't about that - b**h I really doubt that Just turn the lights out and put my dick where yo mouth at Kid Rock I got the s** rhymes Kid Rock you got the s** rhymes Snoop I got the presidential s** rhymes My n***a I'm on a private jet out of JFK Sippin' the Beck's - And feeling A Okay Looked across the aisle and who did I see Bill motherf**in' Clinton sittin' next to me We kicked it talked had a couple of laughs The stewardess walked up and asked us for our autographs I thought I was mackin' gave her two free shirts Bill stuck five fingers up in her skirt So, I stuck five and that made ten sh** two roosters and only one hen Billy winked at me - It was all too sweet We tag teamed that freak at 30,000 feet Yeah - 30,000 mother f**in feet flying high Kid Rock Beeped Out? And we thought we do's it the most on the coast sh** we got the s** rhymes Hold it, hold it, hold it, hold it Let me see if you got some gangster sh** homey Cause if you do, I'm gunna kick something for you A little something like this Oh sh** some gangster sh** All I need is a gangster b**h If gangster sh** is all I kick I f**ed with a black brown or a white chick b**h you can act like you ain't with the sh** I'm here to strip a b**h and cold pimp a bit Lookin for love in all the wrong places Lookin for love - f** love it's too racists Smokin it up in too many places Bustin a nut in too many b**hes faces Well I'm Kid Rock got p**y galore You might get a lot of p**y, I gets much more Got scores of who*es and macks knows what's up You's a player Nope I'm a flat out s*ut Got what you came for - yes indeed Ecstasy and a sea of weed Got a seed to plant in your field of crap I'll wear a cowboy hat and be your farmer Jack You can hold my sack while I pack your bag You can rub my back while I tack a keg One leg on the dash and one on the floor I'll pop a cork in your a** and make you scream for more Pissed off, pissed off Money, hoes, tits and a**es We got the goods and the bullsh** pa**es We got whatever you need I got ecstasy I got pounds of weed Money, hoes, tits and a**es We got the goods and the bullsh** pa**es We got whatever you need I got ecstasy I got pounds of weed Let's do it Should we do it Can we do it